As he walked down the slope in the corridor, Hera heard something faintly, and quickly stopped and listened carefully. There seemed to be a gentle rustling sound and a jingle sound in front of him.

There were also the screams of Harry and the other two, which sounded like they were doing some exercise.

There was light in front of him, and Hera came to the end of the corridor, and in front of him was a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling above.

Countless dazzling birds like gems, flapping their wings and flying around the room. There is a thick wooden door opposite the room.

Hera could tell at a glance that the bird was not human at all...

No, they are keys, keys with wings, which obviously means that if you want to pass through the wooden door, you must fly up on a broom and catch the keys of that door.

Well, Harry and the others have already floated in the air, but apart from Harry, Hermione and Ron are a little...

I can only say that when compared with Harry in the air, it seems particularly clumsy.

They grabbed and snatched the keys desperately, but the magic-cast keys dodged too quickly. Anyway, Hera stood aside with her shoulders in her arms and watched for a long time, but the three of them didn't catch them.

However, Hera was not in a hurry. Anyway, he was waiting for Harry and the others to pass the level, and then followed quietly and rubbed through the wooden door.

After all, he is just here to protect them from safety, not racing against them, it is enough to just follow them.

As the youngest Quidditch player in Hogwarts in a century, Harry is not just a name for himself. He does have extraordinary skills in finding flight targets, and he found the key soon.

"It's him!" Harry shouted loudly, his voice frightened Hera, thinking he had been discovered, but then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Harry pointing at a big key with sky blue wings in the key array.

Fortunately, I just found the key.

Ron rushed in the direction Harry pointed, but ended up hitting his head on the ceiling and almost falling off the flying broom.

Hera couldn't help but close his eyes. Ron was really stupid enough. How dare he rush over to the ground?

Who did he think he was!?

Harry briefly explained the strategy, and the three of them planned to surround the key.

Ron dived down, Hermione jumped up, the key dodged and avoided their blockages, and Harry followed closely behind.

The key flew quickly toward the wall, and Harry rushed forward.

"Not bad!" Hera secretly praised in his heart. God was indeed fair. Although he did not give Harry an extraordinary IQ, he gave him a rather outrageous Quidditch talent.

If he changed places, Hera wouldn't mind adding a 5-pointer to Harry's series of exciting moves.

I'm afraid he will be proud if I have too many.

Ha pressed the key against the stone wall with one hand, and the cheers of Ron and Hermione echoed in the high room.

They landed quickly, and Harry ran towards the wooden door, the key still struggling in his hands.

He stuffed it into the keyhole and twisted it hard.

With a click, the door lock bounced open and the key flew away again.

Hera looked at the key with a stuttering look. Its wings drooped. It seemed that it had been caught twice in a row. It was still too much harm to it, and it looked haggard.

It bears responsibilities that it should not bear at this age.

Harry pushed open the door, and Hera followed them tightly, looking at the second room gently.

He had only seen the sketches in Lao Deng's office before, and he had never seen the specific situation.

Hera tried hard to recall the first Devil's Net Prof. Sprout's level, and the room he had just passed should be that Professor Flivie had not run away.

As for the room in front of him, if Hera's memory is not wrong, it should be the level set by Professor McGonagall.

But... the second room was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Hera took a light step, and before he could find a corner that would facilitate his hiding, the room suddenly became brightly lit, illuminating a shocking scene.

There was a huge chess board in the room, covered with black and white chess pieces. The chess pieces were taller than Hera. What was most strange was that the towering chess pieces had no facial features on their faces.

Hermione and the others were obviously frightened. They whispered timidly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the quiet chess pieces.

Hera raised his eyebrows. After learning the transformation technique for several months with Professor McGonagall, he could see the profound transformation technique on the chess piece at a glance and a series of related chain spells.

Including but not limited to warning spells, energy-absorbing magic patterns...

But... it's not a bit too much, right?

It’s just Dumbledore’s additional stewardship used to train the little wizard. As for being so serious?

Not listening to the little kids' communication too much, Hera squatted aside with her shoulders in her arms to see how they passed the level.

If you can take one of them to study, I think this trip will definitely not be a loss!

Even if Professor McGonagall knows, he probably won't mind...

As Hera lowered his head and thought, the three little idiots had already thought clearly - they decided to replace three black chess pieces.

Among them, Harry replaced the Bishop, Hermione replaced the Castle, and Ron, he chose himself as a Knight.

Ron commanded the black chess battle, while Harry and Hermione, two chess-in-law guys, could only silently obey his orders.

When the White Queen fiercely knocked a knight over the floor and dragged it out of the board, Hera smiled.

Sure enough, I still have the chance to steal a chess piece.

While the three little heads were still frightened, Hera sneaked to the overturned chess piece and began to study it carefully.

"No! Ron--"

Um?

Hera raised his head in confusion, awakened by Hermione's screams, and he turned around and was startled by the scene in front of him.

Ron, a heavy punch in the head by Queen White, fell to the floor at once, and Queen White dragged him aside--Hera's feet.

He looked down at Ron and found that he was not even bleeding. Hera felt relieved, but he would be fine if he didn't die anyway.

As for whether there will be any sequelae...it is Professor McGonagall's responsibility!

Who asked her to arrange the agency?

Hera kicked Ron aside 'light' - he was to prevent himself from accidentally stepping on Ron's head, not to care about the students!

Harry followed Ron's "last words" and moved three boxes to the left.

The White King took off the crown on his head and threw it at Harry's feet.

They won!
Chapter completed!